Life With Trent Harmon

Part 17: Crazy days/Another goodbye: Part 2

4 hours later, you limp through the door on your crutches behind Trent as he leads you over to the couch. You sit down and try to prop your leg up. He walks over to the counter and puts down the papers and then grabs an ice pack out of the freezer and comes and gently lays it on your leg. You look up at the clock as Trent sits down on the floor in front of the couch. You lay back and slide your fingers through his hair, softly and say "I'm glad you picked me up at ten this morning... At least I still get to spend time with you..."
He laughs and then turns around and kisses your cheek and then grabs the tv remote. He turns on a tv show and you doze off.
When you wake up, the tv is playing the country music videos, softly and you can hear Trent and his mom in his room, arguing about his clothes not being washed. He walks out of his room with an arm full of dirty clothes and sees you looking at him. He smiles weakly and then goes and puts them in the washer. A few minutes later, he comes back with a Dr. Pepper and a fresh ice pack. He hands you the dr. pepper and says "how you feelin, princess?"
He changes your ice pack and you look down at your ankle and then back at him.
"I'm alright." You say trying to force a smile and sit up. Your foot adjusts slightly and a grimace crosses your face. He glances up at the clock and then back at you. "You can have another pain pill, and some ibuprofen..."
"I don't wanna pain pill yet. I wanna remember a little time with you."
He smiles and walks over to the counter and grabs a few pain relievers and brings them to you. He kisses your cheek and then says "I'll be right back."
You grab your phone and open up your Twitter page and scroll through all of the notifications from Trent's fans, and laugh. "These girls.." You think to yourself. You scroll through your feed and then switch to Instagram and automatically see you have 60 new followers since you have made your account Unprivate. You scroll through all the new comments and your stomach drops as you see all of the hateful stuff already being posted. you close your app and lock your phone. You glance at the tv and the Trent comes back into the room and says "time for a relocation."
"Huh?" You say.
"You're coming into my room so you aren't in here alone.."
"Trent I'm fine. I don't feel like moving..." You are cut off by Trent bending down and picking you up in his arms. Your foot jerks as the ice pack falls to the floor and you start shivering because of the pain.
"I'm sorry.." He says, pulling you closer to him and kissing your cheek. He slowly and carefully walks into his bedroom and sits you down on the bed and then props your foot up.
After he fixes your ice pack and brings you all of your things, he goes back to helping his mom pack. You watch TV and laugh as mama H fusses at Trent for not cleaning his room and not having his clothes finished. He goes to put his clothes in the washer and Mrs Cindy walks over to you and sits down on the bed next to you.
"You need any thing?"
"No mam. I'm okay right now. Just really hurting.." You say as tears gather in your eyes.
"Did you take a pain pill??" She asks, with concern.
You shake your head and say "no mam. They knock me out and I want to remember at least part of today.. I took two ibuprofen about an hour ago.. But they haven't help at all..."
"(Y/n) take a pill if you need to." She says looking at you with a serious look. "Trent will be back soon and you need to be able to survive this. Please take a pill if you need it. If I know my son, and I do" she says laughing "he will enjoy being with you wether you are awake or not...." She says and then adds "he loves you.. Incase he hasn't told you yet. He really does..." You smile and say "I love him too..."
Trent walks in the room and she stands up and smiles at you. They finish packing and then Mrs Cindy looks at you and says "okay me and Randy are about to go open the restaurant." She looks at Trent who is climbing onto the bed next to you and says "we will be coming back and forth. Just call if y'all need ANYTHING. RK will be home in about ten minutes, so..."
"Yes mam." Trent says "we aren't gonna do anything, mom. I promise." She looks from him to you and smiles "I know you won't.."
She walks out of his room and he looks at you. "Do you need anything babe?"
"Um... A kiss would be nice.."
"I just promised my mom we would do anything and she hasn't even left yet and you're trying to seduce me. Shame." He says looking at you with his eyes Twinkling.
"Bye kids" you hear from the other room and then hear the door shut.
"She's gone." You look him in the eyes and whisper. "And..." You say, putting your hand on his cheek "you broke my ankle.." You put your lips on his and he pulls back quickly. "I know!! I'm sorry..." He starts
"Trenton. I'm playing." You laugh and angle your body towards him but make a face when your foot moves. "That was hot." He says, laughing.
You make a face at him and he leans in and puts his forehead on yours. "I really am sorry about the whole ankle thing.."
"It's not your fault that I can't keep my balance.." You laugh and then he slowly touches his lips to yours. He puts one of his hands on your hip and then takes your hand with his other one and slides his fingers between yours. He pulls back when the front door opens again.
He whispers "I love you..."
You smile and kiss his cheek as RK walks by the door.
"I'm home. Stop that now." She says as she keeps walking. You laugh and Trent turns the tv to a movie and you lean into him.
A little while later, RK comes in the room and says "do y'all want some food? I can run down to the restaurant and get it."
"Yeah!"Trent says and then you both tell her what you want.
"Thanks RK" you says as she walks out.
"Of course!!" She laughs and then you hear the door close.
"Do you need anything?" Trent asks in a worried tone.
You grit your teeth and say "no, I'm alright..."
"You're hurting aren't you?" He asks turning to face you.
"Yes. But I'm okay. I might take half of a pain pill after I eat."
He gets up and replaces your ice pack with a colder one and says "it's still swelling... And it's more purple now..."
You look at him and try to smile "at least I still have my foot." He laughs and then climbs back onto the bed and pulls out his phone.
"Wanna scope for a minute?" He asks.
"Uh..." You say and look in the camera on your phone "no thanks."  He laughs and says "well I need to check in.."
"Go for it." You laugh as he clicks the start broadcasting button.
"Heyyyy guys!!" He says into the phone and instantly a ton of messages start popping up. He laughs and answers questions with his fans and then he says "what am I doing? I'm sitting here with my best friend (y/n).."
"A FRIEND" you think and turn and look at Trent. Tears sting your eyes and he glances over at you and back at his phone. He goes back to talking to the people on the other end of the phone.
"She hurt her foot getting out of her car today." He flips the camera around and points it at your foot
"The doctors think she broke it.. Gotta go back to the doctor tomorrow and check it out." He tries to read a few comments and then reads out loud "Are we dating?" He looks over at you and then points the camera at you for a second.
"TRENT!!!" You say and turn his phone back towards him.
He laughs and shrugs his shoulders and talks for a few more minutes and then you hear RK open the front door.
"Okay guys we are about to eat supper so I'll check in with y'all tomorrow!! Luh y'all!! BYEEEE!!!"
He ends the broadcast and you glare at him.
He smiles the most innocent smile he has and leans over to kiss your cheek. You roll your eyes and try to fight the smile trying to cross your face.
Trent gets up and walks into the kitchen and then brings you your food with half of a pain pill.
"What's wrong?" He asks when he hands you your plate of food. You keep your gaze down and shake your head. When he walks out of the room again, you take a deep breath and try to keep the tears in place in your eyes. When he walks back in and sits back down next to you, you take another bite of your grilled chicken and feel Trent's eyes on you. You don't look up at him but pick up your phone and act like you are surfing through your Twitter.
"Babe.." Trent says quietly
"Hmm?" You say, begging the tears to stay in your eyes as you take another bite and look back at your phone.
He takes a deep breath and says "(y/n) look at me..."
You raise your head up and when you make eye contact, the tears escape your eyes and roll down your face.
"Hey what's wrong??" He asks with a concerned look on his face as he lays his plate down on the bed next to him and tries to pull you into him without moving your foot. You pull away and look down.
"Nothing.. My foot just hurts.." You can feel his eyes on you for another moment and then he uses his finger to raise your chin so that you are looking at him. He uses his other hand to wipe the tears off your cheeks and then says "no... There's more to this than your foot.. This is your heart crying..."
A sob works it's way out of your throat and the tears come even harder..
"Baby girl what's wrong??" He says as the worry on his face grows.
"Why.... Why... Why did you say that I was your friend?" You manage between sobs
"Huh??" He asks with a puzzled look.
"You introduced me as your friend to your periscope... And.."
A knowing look crosses his face slowly, as you continue.
"I don't know why you did that because..."
You keep going "(y/n).." He says calmly.
You ignore him. "I didn't know that we were."
He opens his mouth to speak as you continue but then closes it and leans down and touches his lips to yours. You pull away as fresh hot tears spill onto your cheeks. Before you can talk he puts a hand on either side of your face. You look around his face, looking for a sign of what he's about to say but when your eyes link with his, your breath catches in your throat. His baby blue eyes look deeper into yours and then he says in a whisper "listen to me. I love you. And you are my girl friend. You ARE the girl I'm going to marry one day. There's no doubt in my mind about that."
"But then why did you say I was your friend? Why would you introduce me like that, Trent? Are you scared that all your fans will hate you? Or that I'm not pretty enough? Or is it .." You keep going, trying to fight his grip but with every jerk, a shockwave rushes to your ankle, causing more tears to run down your face. You finally get him to let go of your face and you turn away from him slightly, careful to not move your leg. The tears come in waves and you say "i just don't understand.."
"Look at me" he says quietly. You ignore him and he says "(y/n) look at me. Now. Please."
You turn toward him and he waits for you to look at him. When your eyes meet his, you can almost see into his soul.
"I love you. So much. And I can't wait to marry you one day. And guess what? You ARE my best friend. That's why I said that. I didn't introduce you as my girlfriend because those people, those fans? If they find out that we are still dating, they could hurt you."
"Trent they're on the other end of the phone."
"Yeah. But they have fingers. And their fingers can type words. And we both know those words can hurt. To me, they have absolutely NOTHING to criticize you about. But they can be really hurtful." He says quickly. "I am trying to protect you, baby." He says as he runs his hand down your arm and then slides his fingers between yours. "That's all. I am so proud to have you. And don't you EVER think that I'm ashamed of you, or that you aren't good enough for me. Because I don't know what I ever did to deserve you. I thank God every day that he gave me you. Sweet heart, You are my girlfriend. But you are my best friend too, and I don't want to see you hurt."
"Trent.. I..." You start, trying to find the words to apologize.
"And if you want me to, I'll introduce you as my girl friend, and I'll post about you, and everything. But I just have been holding back because I don't want them to attack you and to ruin your beautiful soul. But I can tell them. I would love to tell them that you're my girl. Right now." He picks up his phone and you take it from him.
"Thank you.. So much, Trent... I'm sorry.." "No. Don't apologize baby. I should have already explained this to you. I just haven't thought about it hurting you that bad.." He pauses and touches your cheek again "do you want me to tell them? Cuz I will.."
"No" you say quickly. "Thank you. I'm glad to be your best friend" As tears stream down your face.
You control your tears and then look at him. "So, I don't know how this needs to work... Do I not need to post about you either?"
"Baby you do whatever you wanna do..."
"But I wanna know what you think I should do..."
"I love seeing your posts about me, and I love knowing how much you love me. And I'm gonna need that in the next few weeks.."
"Yeah..." You say and then open your Instagram. You go into your settings and make your account private, and then do the same on your Twitter.
"So now, only people who follow me can see them..." You say and smile at Trent. He leans over and kisses you, more slowly than before, and you turn toward him, moving your foot a little too much. You grimace and try to continue the kiss, but he pulls away..
"You need to eat so you can take your pill."  You sigh as he leans back and puts his plate back in his lap. He turns on a movie, and you both finish eating as the movie plays. Once he takes your plate into the kitchen and comes back to replace your ice pack, he climbs back up in the bed and you turn your body so that you can lean back on his chest and he runs both of his hands down your arms and then kisses your cheek. You get comfortable and Trent starts humming over the movie. Slowly, your eyes grow so heavy that you can't hold them open. So, you close them and listen to his half singing half humming and drift to sleep.

You open your eyes and see Trents phone in your face. You read what he is tweeting and then look up at him and smile groggily.
"Good morning, Princess." He laughs and then you lean over on a pillow and look at him.
"How long was I asleep?" You ask, dreading the answer.
"Um I'm not really sure." He answers and then looks at his watch "it's almost 10:30. So a good little while."
You let out a sigh and look at him.
"I don't want you to leave me..."
You say with tears gathering in your eyes.
He lays down next to you and looks into your eyes. "I know baby girl. But I could be home next week. We don't know."
He runs his fingers through your hair and smiles and he rests his hand on your cheek. "I'm sorry you got hurt on my last night here..."
You smile and kiss him gently. After a minute, you hear his parents come through the front door and he sits up quickly and you start to sit up and watch the movie that Trent turns on. His mom walks in and brings two bowls of chocolate ice cream and hands one to each of you.
"How's your foot??"
"I took half of a pain pill about 3 hours ago, and it seemed to help as long as I'm not moving." You say and then finish sitting up.
She walks out and then you and Trent eat your ice cream, Slowly.
When you get finished, you lean your head over on Trent's arm and close your eyes. You wake up 30 minutes later still leaned against his arm.
You sit up and look at him and he looks at his watch.
"I guess we need to get you home.." He leans over and kisses you and when he pulls back you see that tears are trying to break free.
Tears flood your eyes and you know they are from, both, the pain of moving your ankle and from the inevitable goodbye..."